CHAPTER HUNDRED AND THIRTY THREE

The memory of what happened in the bathroom stayed with Bree while she had her soak in the tub and an accompanying nice bath, making her flush every now and again.

She never expected it to feel this good again, but Ryder had broken every of her doubts with how easily he'd made her body sing and how intensely he'd made her come.

Her legs still felt shaky even after time had passed and she was out of the one room that now held a different memory for her.

She'd worried that he didnt want her anymore since the babies came and mentally, she blamed it on her postpartum body and the scar that lined her flesh, the scar that marked her first step into motherhood.

And those thoughts had almost made her hate it and herself too.

But this morning, barely an hour ago, he'd shown her that she'd been worrying for nothing really.

Her body ached sweetly even as she got dressed up, still humming from his sinful ministrations.

The room was empty which means he'd taken the babies with him on his way out, s